M4 - Mera Mafia Mera Mahiya

part 12

Hi guys!
Thanks for being patient. Here is the next update of M4. Read further to know about the life of the mafia lord Raizada and his bubbly teenage wife KSR. Do read and review.

Khushi POV

I woke up feeling refreshed. Since it was a Saturday I chose to make a big breakfast for my husband. He had not come down yet. Entering the open kitchen I focused on my task. I pulled out all the ingredients for making pancakes, waffles and omelette. Soon I was in the middle of flipping my omelette when two fellows barged inside the house laughing like hyenas.

Devi Maiyya who are these people? They don't look like Arnavjis regular guards. To phir kaun ye hain? The two guys noticed me staring at them they two stopped guffawing and narrowed their eyes in my direction. Putting the stove on a low flame I wiggled my eyebrows in an enquiring gesture.
(Then who are they?)

The two exchanged a look and started using their hands to converse. Oh my goodness they are mute! They came closer and pointed their fingers toward themselves then at the first floor. Wait a minute do they wish to visit my hubby?

Nodding my head I gestured towards the floor and showed them my five fingers. I hope they understood that he will be down in another 5 minutes. I did not want to be rude so I gestured for them to sit down at the dining table and continued to finish the breakfast. I am sure my mafiaji will have no issues sharing this meal with his friends.

Passing a smile to each other we all started our breakfast. A minute later Arnavji joined all of us. But instead of greeting his friends he almost screamed in an exasperated tone.

"WHAT THE HELL? NK! DHRUV! TUM DONO YAHAN KYA KRHE HO?"
(WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING HERE?)

"AAP INHE JAANTE HAIN ARNAVJI?"
(DO YOU KNOW THEM ARNAVJI?)

Before I could understand the reason behind his annoyance the two boys whom I thought to be mute shot out of their seats and shouted at me.

"AREY AAP GANGU BAI NAI HAI?"
(WOAH YOU ARE NOT GANGU THE MAID?)

"NK ITS NOT GANGU. AAP GUNGI BAI NAI HAIN?"
(YOU ARE NOT THE MUTE MAID?)

I too shot up from my seat. Hey, Devi Maiyya ye dono gunge nahi hai. Hume to lga tha ki..? Ek minute these guys think that I am mute. What is going on? Wait GUNGI BAI? Whatever they mean.
(OH DM these people are not mute. I thought that...? One minute these guys think I am mute).

"AAP DONO BOL SAKTE HO! TO PHIR ISHARE KYUN KRHE THE?"
(YOU GUYS CAN SPEAK! THEN WHY WERE YOU USING SIGN LANGUAGE?)

"What the! What ishare?"
(What signs?)

"Humein laga Nannav ne new and beautiful maid rkhi hai."
(We thought Nannav bro hired a new beautiful maid).

"KYA? Hum aur Arnavji ki maid?"
(WHAT? Me? Arnavjis maid?)

I giggled at the confusion. But then before the misunderstanding could prolong further my hubby took charge of the situation. His stance looked hot. I gulped at my dirty thoughts. Abort. Abort.

"OK STOP. Ye dono gunge nahi hai. They are my younger cousins NK and Dhruv from Australia. Aur ye koi gangu ya gungi bai nai hai. She is Khushi Singh Raizada. My wife."
(These two are not mute. And she is not gangu or gungi bai).

Arnavjis cousins looked at me from top to bottom making me a little self-conscious. But then my mafiaji narrowed his eyes in response. The two straightened their expressions. Their eyes widened at the introduction. I heard them whisper something. 'Is she even 18..'
The phrase touched a wrong nerve. Pushing Arnavji behind me I fumed. They noticed the change in my facial features as I thrust my phone into their faces to show them our marriage certificate. And even jiggled my mangalsutra bracelet for good measure.